“And I will have her back. We have so much history between us… she loved me so much. All that can’t be water under the bridge now, Gramps…”
But my grandfather just shook his head, reclining back into his chair with a heavy air of defeat. “Haven't you heard, my dear boy? Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.”
I gritted my teeth, reverting my attention to the high table. I ignored the simmering pain in my chest and the restless fear that my grandfather might be right.
No, Elara will forgive me. She loves me too much to stay away. She will repent of her decision the moment she sees how much I’ve changed.
I inhaled sharply, bracing myself, when Killian finally raised his placard again with a lazy, confident flick of his wrist.
“Fifty million!” he called out. He met my gaze coldly, his
